Ruth's tears kept flowing.

Just then, a doctor turned around and looked at her.

He said urgently, "You're supposed to be taking care of the patient, right? Hurry up and come see whether you can wake him up, please."

Ruth was taken aback.

She held back her tears and hurried over.

"Try calling out to him. See if you can wake him up." The doctor sounded anxious.

He had encountered a few cases like this before.

The patient would be on the brink of death, but they would suddenly have the urge to live and be able to make it through after hearing the pleas of their family and friends. Although the chances were slim, it was not impossible.

Ruth's eyelashes trembled violently.

She had always seen herself as a lowly maid. She would never have expected to be entrusted with such a huge responsibility at such a critical moment.

She took a deep breath, then boldly held Zorion's hand. "Mr. Zorion, it's Ruth. Please wake up, will you? You promised me you'd have a snowball fight with me once there was snow, didn't you? Have you forgotten about your promise to me?" Ruth nearly started to cry again as she gazed at Zorion's deathly pale face.

She did not dare to, however.

She could only try her best to hold her tears back as she spoke to Zorion.

Ruth continued to speak, but there was no reaction from Zorion.

His breathing was even growing weaker.

She was starting to panic.

She looked at the doctor. "Mr. Zorion isn't responding at all. Can you guys give him some more CPR or something? He's not responding!"

The doctors shook their heads.

It looked like this was the end!

Ruth immediately understood what the doctors meant. She felt like she was descending into an endless pit of despair.

In her terror, she pressed her face to Zorion's and cried, "Mr. Zorion, don't scare me! Say something, please!"

Zorion was plunged into darkness.

In his dazed state, he saw himself as a child again.

gone out to play

of maids or butlers, but that time he had given them the slip and ran out on his own. He had ended up being attacked by a bunch of older kids. They had beaten him up

Zorion was being smothered.

to breathe,

was definitely

little girl

age as Zorion, or perhaps even younger than him, but she helped him to

and face were

at his face and

to his and rubbed his hands with

warmth washed

did not

Not even a little.

Zorion laughed happily.

"I'm not cold anymore."

girl laughed

beautiful,

her in

had cleared away the endless darkness,

Five minutes ago.

inform the Quartley family to see Zorion one

their last chance to

stop breathing

in Zorion's body was almost negligible and the chances of

or not the virus was contagious, this

Yuliana all rushed into the quarantine

to cry at the

there motionlessly, but

a person was truly devastated, they would not even be able to squeeze out a

there, her body

held her

filled with suppressed pain.

and it affected his brain. Now he's been infected by the WT virus and is dying. Why does he have to suffer from all this hardship? Can't

Tremaine didn't answer.

His eyes turned red.

and grabbed Zorion's hand, Wailing, "Zorion, you can't die! You can't leave me! If you die,

bear to leave me? Please,

someone cried out, "The patient's vitals

by the hospital bed. "The

was too agitated

a medical

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